The Spooky Dancing Skeleton
The skies hung heavy with clouds and the wind seemed to carry secrets on this cold and gray day. Grandpa John sat on his porch with a robe and wooly slippers, enjoying a cup of hot cocoa. He had heard rumors about a spooky dancing skeleton that was seen around town at night. People said it had been spotted at graveyards, abandoned buildings, backyards, and even inside homes. Some claimed it danced like a puppet with tangled strings. Others say it moved like something out of a bad dream. Grandpa John chuckled. "A dancing skeleton? That doesn't sound bad. Actually hilarious to think about!" But even so, something about the whole thing made him a little uneasy. He didn't like spooky stuff, especially when it was too quiet and lights flickered. After dusk, there was no moon. The sky was pitch dark and only the orange streetlights lit the empty road. Grandpa John was just finishing another level of a game on his tablet when he heard it. Clacking, rattling, and tapping on c...